FArm FResh

Last week I went to Colorado to visit my ninety-six year old grandmother. She’s more years old than she is pounds heavy, but that didn’t stop her from beating me in cards (twice), attending three birthday parties, and teaching me a thing or two about neckerchief tying. In between visits with my Oma I stayed at my aunt’s impeccably decorated farm-house. Every detail, corner, quilt was beyond quaint and the plethora of Dutch clogs around the house was a nice reminder of my heritage (and why I am so, so tall).

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